I was orphaned when my mother Millie died nine years ago. My biological mother went back to being a Jehovah's Witness and now says she regrets being with Millie for 20-some-odd years. "Les di un mal ejemplo," she says. That's B.S. See, Millie is the one who loved me -- tender, unconditional, I-believe-in-you love.
My students saw homophobic language as obviously offensive. It wasn't something anyone, including the writer of the material, needed to point out to them. To do so was, in their mind, a waste of creative energy, perhaps even old-fashioned, like a heavy-handed morality tale. On the one hand I found this refreshing, but on the other, this discovery was also worrisome.
If you're a black man, it doesn't matter how many degrees you hold. It doesn't matter how much money you make. It doesn't matter where you live or what kind of car you drive; to some you're still a n*****, and that is the cold, hard truth about the world we live in today, and it's what my parents had to teach me growing up. I don't experience this with my identity as a gay man.
The queer saints gather to break bread together, to keep Sabbath, to pray, to watch and witness, to hope, believing in the Beloved Community of unconditional grace that we have not yet seen in fullness -- only in a glass darkly in our queer koinonia. This is true love for God, without self-interest, with nothing left to gain.
As far as equal rights have come in the last few years, up to a third of LGBTQ people are still subjected to "conversion therapy," among the most damaging forms of psychological abuse a person can endure. Conversion therapy encompasses a range of dangerous and discredited practices aimed at changing a person's sexual orientation or gender identity.
Utah State Rep. Kraig Powell (R-Heber City) is proposing innovative legislation in his state: "I have come up with a word we probably can use and see if the courts will accept. ... [T]he same-sex legal relationship between partners is called pairage. The legal relationship between opposite sex partners is called marriage." Mr. Powell is really onto something here.